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Volume 12: The Odyssey

(edited)

*Ana's P.O.V*

       My tired eyes fluttered open, taking everything in. My body laid on the hard wooden floor in my room, next to the droplets of blood. I suddenly sat up, looking around with no recollection of last night's events. All I remember was my locket getting broken, then everything went black. A large white bandage hugged my arm as a cold draft entered. My half-naked body felt raw and cold. My movements were awkward and my mind was fuzzy. I stood up, looking on my bed in the sleeping form of Dylan.

What the...?

     Confusion repeatedly slammed into my head, forcing me to stare at his sleeping form. My mind and heart began to race, what did I do?  A sinking feeling was placed in my stomach as my throat instantly became dry and scratchy. Dylan suddenly turned, slapping his lips together before squirming. His eyes flung open, looking at my half-naked body. He rubbed his tired eyes, sitting up. 

"Good morning," he said calmly.

"I don't remember anything from last night!" I said, raising my voice suddenly. I felt panicked and scared. Everything suddenly went black and it drew holes in my memory. He pushed the blankets from his body before climbing off of the bed, revealing him in his boxers. 

"I suspected that to happen," he said with a sigh. He reached for his discarded shirt on the floor, throwing it on.

"Why can't I remember anything?!" I yelled loudly. The passing footsteps from outside my door suddenly came to a halt. They backtracked before opening my door, looking at the unfolding scene. Xander stood there with an angry expression etched onto his face accompanied by Kimberly. I stood there in an oversized shirt and my underwear, being in the spotlight.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Dylan?!" Xander roared, stepping into my room and grabbing him by the collar. Kimberly's beautiful eyes widened, stepping inside as well. "Calm down Xander!" She squeaked, not getting any attention. Xander gripped him up and pushed him into my dresser, causing it to shake. 

"Calm the fuck down, dude!" Dylan yelled, growing upset. I stood there dumbfounded, unable to move.

"I didn't do anything with her! You can put your balls back into your pants now!" He shot, pushing Xander back, flinging him off.

"Why do you guys even car-"

Kimberly suddenly got cut off. "Just leave, this has nothing to do with you," he spat coldly at Kimberly. A pained expression swallowed her face before she turned on her heel and left. 

"I just want to know what happened!" I yelled, bringing their attention back on me. 

"Yeah, please explain," Xander said, decompressing.  Dylan took a minute to gather himself before starting.

"Xander told me what was going on after you told him to leave. He asked me to comfort and check on you. You weren't responding to anything, which worried us. Suddenly, you started to panic and cry. I'm not sure if you even knew who I was, you called me a different name. You were terrified of me and I couldn't even touch you, Analise. You ended up falling and cutting your arm, blood got all over your clothes so I fixed you up snd got you new ones. I'm sorry if it looked like I was making advances but I wouldn't take advantage of you."

Xander's expression softened. His dark eyebrows furrowed together before turning around and exiting. 

"After your test, we're taking a trip somewhere."

"I want Nathan to come," I asked sharply. Xander didn't reply, he just kept walking.

Dylan stood there, watching Xander leave before turning his eyes towards me. I looked at him before he gathered his shorts and left me alone. "What name was I calling you, Dylan?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"You called me 'Adam'," He said, turning to me briefly. 

I made my way downstairs with a mind full of questions. 

The first one being, why did he care so much?

Sorry that this one was fairly short, I hope you enjoyed anyways.

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